Robyn joins Emma for breakfast.

The early morning sun brightened the penthouse suite of the two surf buddies as it sparkled off the emerald green ocean outside the hotel room's large picture windows. Emma sat at the round dining table, taking in the exquisite view, as she smeared spread on a slice of toast. As she prepared her breakfast meal, she wondered what step to take next in her as yet one-sided sexual relationship with her long-time friend.

As if picking up on the vibes of Emma's thoughts, her little blonde roommate sauntered out of the beds' shadows and headed towards her, rubbing her eyes sleepily.

"Whoa! What's all this about?" asked Robin, surveying the small table's contents, as well as the hotel dining cart nearby.

The brunette nearly jumped out of her seat, startled by her friend's voice.

"Oh, Robs!" Emma smiled, finally finding the words after she turned to look towards her friend. "Good morning!"

Robin stood centimetres away, in the same oversized tee shirt she had on when Emma had ravished her in her sleep last night. The light cotton just draped her lithe frame so divinely, and as the seemingly oblivious blonde reached her arm behind her shoulder to scratch an annoying itch, the hem pulled up, revealing just a glimpse of the blonde's mound from Emma's seated position.

Emma tried to casually relate her morning's activities, hoping to keep her mind off what she had done to Robyn underneath the thin covering of cotton.

"I was up early, so I called down to the front desk to check for messages," Emma told her friend as she took a bite out of her toast. "They informed me that we were entitled to a complimentary breakfast, in our room if so desired. So I took them up on it!" she smiled. "Oh, and there was a message from the guys that they had to head out right away this morning on business and wouldn't be able to join us for brekkie!"

"Oh, darn," Robyn frowned, pouting for a moment at not being able to see Larry again. Her azure eyes then scanned the table, taking in the eggs, sausage links, and pancakes piled before her on various sized plates. "Well, their loss!" she perked, plopping herself in a chair and reaching for the pitcher of orange juice. "For some reason, I seem to have worked up an incredible appetite overnight!" Robyn giggled as she filled her glass and sat back, taking a long sip.

Emma flushed brightly at her friend's words, remembering how the lithe blonde writhed under her tongue's ministrations.

Robyn smiled knowingly, behind her big glass of juice as she took in her friend's reaction to her seemingly innocent comment.

As Emma watched Robyn fill her plate with a little of each of the breakfast goodies and go to work with her knife and fork, she wasn't sure why she was surprised at the little blonde's ability to put away the food. She should have been used to it by now. Still, she couldn't let a chance to poke fun at her mate's eating habits go by.

Robyn looked to her friend as she chewed her food and scowled, showing she didn't appreciate the comment. Then she held up a syrup-laden bite of pancake on her fork, and pulled back on the tines, letting the fork launch it's cargo like a catapult.

Emma was surprised to see her friend launch the morsel at her. She was even more amazed at the bit's accuracy. It hit her in the chest and fell down into her cleavage.

The brunette stood up and loosened the ties on the fluffy hotel robe she had wrapped around herself when she had answered the door for room service. The food fell to the floor harmlessly.

"Really, Robs! I don't need you getting me all sticky!" Emma softly scolded, re-knotting the plush robe's belt.

"Oh, I forgot! You have the blokes do that for you!" Robyn teased, pushing Emma's buttons, referring to her propensity for finding a new guy in seemingly every hamlet they visited.

"Yeah? Well, see how you like it!" Emma challenged, getting up from her seat and grabbing the small glass pitcher of maple syrup and quickly pouring some down the front of Robyn's naked body as she pulled the tee forward.

"Ohhh!" Robyn groaned, both at the feel of the syrup running down her torso and the electric contact of her friend's hands. Quickly recovering, the blonde darted for a tumbler of blueberry topping and yanked the sash of Emma's robe loose. After it fell open, she splashed the contents over the brunette's big boobs and ran for the bathroom.

"Not so fast!" Emma yelled, chasing after her. She reached for the athletic surfer girl, hoping for her neck, but found herself with nothing in her fist but a handful of cloth. The brunette held onto it and yanked back.

The skimpy cotton ripped from Robyn's body, leaving her naked as she continued to the safety of the bathroom.

"Arrgh!" Emma yelled, tossing aside the useless scrap she was left holding. She launched herself across the room, chasing after the nimble blonde.

Robyn poked her head back out the bathroom door and laughed before she swung the door shut just as Emma was ready to grab inside.

"Owwww!" Emma yelled loudly.

Robyn opened the door and looked out concernedly.

"Ems, you okay?" the blonde asked worriedly as she looked down at the crouching brunette.

"Yes, but you won't be!" Emma answered, flashing a big smile as she looked Robyn in the eyes.

"Oh, shit!" Robyn said in a very small voice just before her roommate pushed her inside the well-appointed bath.